[Now that the big scary lap-dog is on its merry way and definitely not a giant centipede, he tilts his chin up and flashes a mostly confident grin.]

I'm fine. I can outrun that thing if I really needed to. [That doesn't mean he isn't watching it closely though...] And anyway, centipedes only bite with their feet anyway. If they crawl enough, they'll blister the skin.

[Why this.] You...seem pretty calm about all of this.